Текст песни Korova -  Lucid Silence Day Parade (to Jesus Race on Steelmasts high)   
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On the Autobahn to Sulphurland`s yellow smokelit Skies 
smells (along) a Motorcar with Windows carved of Angel Eyes, 
through which seen Landscapes change... 
 
And through the drysunned Valley of Chimneys 
to Hellscraper-Town Code 666 
the Powerlines flash golden, 
hung up high on ancient Steelmastgiants 
while red Pupils watch the MedianStrip 
and sink into deaf Daymares. 
 
Stiring the holy Anthony Fire, 
loading the Files to new Worlds beyond, 
where Limen falls to Zero, 
(the) Cherubims play Trumpet with their Asses 
for the Glory of the Summersolsticeborn 
and Cat with Horns. 
 
And all Horizons are crammed with Crosses 
as the Windscreen-Iris widens 
on the Lucid Silence Day Parade 
to JesusRace on SteelMasts high. 
 
Around fragmentated Images 
they rotate with the Woe of ten Wars. 
Each one drags the most martyrial Cross 
and of Course mine is heavier than thine. 
 
The Harlequin with working Cheek-Bones 
grins his Pranks to amuse those 
Crowned with thornesque Pitybullets, 
nailed upon a silent Horror 
between all these restless Dreams. 
 
"Wi e rld ki e 
ll th Wo ll m 
A er s g He en 
ft eein av ?" 
 
Around fragmentated Images 
they rotate with the Woe of ten Wars 
on the Lucid Silence Day Parade 
to JesusRace on SteelMasts high.